A blog about our road trips on Route 66, Lincoln Highway, St. Louis, New York, Michigan, etc. (we have been to 37 States, 13 more to visit), about my love of hockey (NHL), football (NFL), coming to America, growing up in Viet Nam, humor that ain't funny and still a lot of ramblings!

SUMMER TIME

Monday, January 23, 2012

I thought the above ice scuplture of the dragon is fitting for this post celebrating the Lunar New Year being the Year of the Dragon.

This ice sculpture is on display in front of a business that sell baby stuff. I selected it for this post because the new year is like a baby. Hopefully this baby (looking good for being over 4,000 years old) will grow up strong, healthy and enjoy a bright future.

The business that sponsored the above sculpture was a sushi eatery. A whole fish is a popular dish on the Chinese New Year dinner menu. Fish, in Chinese pronunciation sounding like the word of abundance. Keep in mind if you are at such dinner, be careful not to flip the fish over because of an old superstition of equating flipping a fish with flipping a boat or fortune being turned upside down. Also, the head and tail of the fish must remain in tact to ensure good luck throughout the year.

Just a few more fish (from the Wildlights at the Zoo) for extra luck in 2012. (BTW, I am not really late with this post about the Lunar New Year or TET which is the Vietnamese New Year, since it is a 7 to14 days celebration - haa haa). Happy New Year to all and may the new year bring you good health, happiness, love, peace, blessings, liberty and justice!

A blog about a typical woman who is a hockey/football fanatic, loves the Detroit Red Wings and the New England Patriots, sharing stories about life in St. Louis, Missouri, about Route 66 and about New York - my American hometown, memories of growing up in Viet Nam, the journey from Viet Nam as boat people, living in the refugee camp, the early years in America and almost 30 years later, achieving the American Dream. Everyone has a story, and because we all do, when we hear each other's stories, we feel suddenly connected. Story is the great river that run through the human landscapes, and our individual stories are the little creeks that flow through us all to join the river at its source. It's really only when we tell our stories, we share the feelings that have shaped our lives. (101 Ways to have True Love in Your Life - Daphne Rose Kingma - Conari Press)